Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Meng Tingyue's metaphor can be said to be bold, but if you think about it carefully, you will understand the reason behind it.

Shen Yunheng naturally knew what she meant and would not blame her for it. He just stared at Meng Tingyue with his ink-black eyes, which contained both scrutiny and admiration.

After a while, Shen Yunheng slowly opened his lips, his voice light with a hint of joy, "I underestimated you."

"Ling Xiao."

Ling Xiao, who was waiting outside, heard the call and went into the house.

"Send the kitchen to make another dose of medicine for me."

"Yes, Your Highness, I'll go right away!" Ling Xiao's voice was filled with joy as he turned around and rushed out of the rain impatiently.

Qingdian, who was waiting at the door, saw him rush into the rain and didn't even have time to call him back.

He couldn't help muttering in his heart: It's still raining outside, he will definitely catch a cold if he rushes out like this. How could the Crown Prince's personal attendant be so careless and reckless? What if he catches a cold and infects the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince infects the Crown Princess?

The more Qingdian thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she called the little maidservant who was waiting beside her over, "You stay here for me. I'm leaving for a while."

"Yes." The little maid slowly bent her knees and nodded.

Qing Dian picked up the oil-paper umbrella beside her and walked into the rain with it.

Inside the house, the warm yellow candlelight flickered slightly. When Meng Tingyue heard the prince drink the medicine, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"I know I can't ask Your Highness to stop his mood swings, but I just hope that Your Highness can take the medicine on time. I want to be with Your Highness the Crown Prince for a long time, until we grow old together."

After she finished speaking, Meng Tingyue's lips curved into a mischievous smile.

Shen Yunheng looked at the smile on her face and knew that what she said was half true and half false and could not be fully believed, but he unexpectedly listened to it.

Shen Yunheng nodded slightly, "I understand."

In just four words, although his tone was the same as usual, one could inexplicably hear his seriousness.

"From now on, I will be responsible for ensuring that my husband takes his medicine on time, without missing a single time."

"it is good."

"If it falls, if it falls..." Meng Tingyue pondered over how to punish him.

How dare she punish His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...

This is the big tree where she can lean on and enjoy the coolness.

"Then how about..."

She was just about to give up when she heard Shen Yunheng's voice.

"If I fail once, I'll be at your mercy."

Shen Yunheng looked at her calmly. Although his face was still as cold as a piece of wood, Meng Tingyue inexplicably felt a bit of tenderness in it.

She couldn't help but put the random thoughts in her mind to rest.

The word "gentle" has absolutely nothing to do with the prince.

"Well, Your Highness, this is what you said."

The medicine used by Shen Yunheng tasted even more bitter.

Just by smelling the scent, Meng Tingyue felt that her whole body was tainted with bitterness.

I couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the prince refused to drink the medicine because it was bitter?

Seeing the Crown Prince drink the bitter soup in the bowl without changing his expression, Meng Tingyue slowly walked over with the candied fruit that she had just prepared and had not yet finished eating. She asked softly, "Your Highness, would you like some candied fruit to calm the taste?"

Ling Xiao subconsciously wanted to explain for the prince, and saw the prince raise his noble hand, pick a candied fruit from the bowl and put it in his mouth, and said "thank you".

Meng Tingyue left with an expression that said, "As expected."

Ling Xiao just felt that the prince today was different from before.

In the past, even if the prince was hit by an enemy arrow, he would just frown when he pulled the arrow out, without any groan of pain.

Nowadays, I have to eat candied fruit before taking medicine.

"Is there anything else?"

A calm voice with a hint of coldness suddenly reached Ling Xiao's ears.

Ling Xiao's thoughts came to an abrupt halt. He subconsciously raised his eyes and met those extremely familiar black eyes. He almost bent down and bowed, "I will take my leave first."

Shen Yunheng looked at his fleeing back and wondered: Is it because the tasks assigned to Ling Xiao these days are too easy, so he has too much time to think about random things?

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As the imperial teacher predicted, the rainstorm weakened the next day, and after a few days it turned into a drizzle, shrouding the entire capital in rain and fog, like a dream.

The situation was just like in the previous life. Hengcheng was flooded due to heavy rain. Hengcheng was originally low-lying, and the flood submerged many houses, causing many casualties.

Even though the people of Hengcheng had anticipated this, they still lost a huge amount of rice.

The survivors rushed to a higher place and watched their hometown turn into a muddy ocean. It was hard to tell whether the water on their faces was tears or rain.

The heavy rain lasted for more than half a month, and most of the houses were flooded. Not only were the people displaced, but they were also starving. Many people caught colds due to the sudden drop in temperature and the rain.

The largest number of these are women, the elderly and children.

By the time the news reached the capital, the heavy rain had gradually subsided and the sky was clear.

The tragic situation in Hengcheng was reported to the court and read in front of all the ministers.

Two days later, another letter was delivered to the capital at full speed.

"Hengcheng has received support from merchants led by the Xiao family. The situation has stabilized. We can begin rebuilding Hengcheng as soon as the floods recede..."

"That's great, that's great, as long as the people are safe."

"Your Highness's idea is truly brilliant. If it weren't for Your Highness, Hengcheng would have suffered countless casualties from this rainstorm."

"Yeah yeah……"

A group of ministers came one after another to show their courtesy and flattery.

Shen Yunheng remained expressionless, only nodding slightly in response. After they had almost finished speaking, he explained, "This was all my wife's idea. She came up with this plan ever since she knew Hengcheng was in danger."

Upon hearing this, many ministers praised Shen Yunheng for marrying a smart and capable wife.

Among them, few people really believed that this method was thought up by a woman in the harem. They just thought that the prince was humble and not arrogant.

Prince Qing was standing aside and listening very carefully. Although he found it unbelievable, a faint voice in his heart told him that this was Miss Meng's idea.

He knew that Meng Tingyue's mother was from the Xiao family, a Jiangnan merchant family that was also the one taking the lead in disaster relief this time.

After thinking about all this, he couldn't help but feel a sour and uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Mr. Wang’s words seemed to be ringing in my ears.

"Your Highness, if you can marry the eldest daughter of the Meng family, then the Xiao family behind her will be your helper."

But he scoffed at it at the time, thinking that merchants were of low status and could not provide him with any help.

now……

King Qing shook his head violently, trying to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind.

His favorite is Jiaojiao, and Lord Meng loves Jiaojiao very much. Although the help of a fourth-rank official is small, it will definitely be greater than that of a merchant.

"Is Prince Qing feeling unwell?" The emperor noticed something was wrong with Prince Qing and asked.

Prince Qing came back to his senses and slowly replied, "Your Majesty, I am fine."

"I'm glad you're alright. If you feel unwell, I'll allow you to leave the court early and go back to rest."

"I understand." Prince Qing lowered his eyes.

The emperor nodded slightly and continued to discuss the disaster relief matter with his ministers.

The King of Qing stood aside, watching them talk quietly, feeling as if he was isolated and out of place.

Although he was a prince, he had no say in court affairs.

How could there be such a miserable prince like him?

He laughed at himself in his heart.